Horizon Ridge the past adds steps

Thistle walked among the broken ridges of Horizon ridge. Thinking of her former home, searching for something, a piece of her past maybe, or a piece of Charon. Just to let her know he was alive. She was torn between wanting to box his ears for leaving and holding him until she couldn't. He was missing and she had no idea where he had even gone. She sighed softly searching among the craggy precipices for anything.

She sighed softly and settled to her haunches and looked out over the land, debating What to do now. She could travel a little bit farther, but she would have to turn back soon. To make it back to her borders and her babies before nightfall.